[Layla's speaking quietly into the radio, relaying directions and what she can make out of the prisoners' status as clearly as she can. She breaks off when Eight flags her over, though, and creeps carefully towards the bend, waiting until she's only a few feet away to ask:]
More people?
[She's hoping for the sake of any hypothetical prisoners that the answer is no, that it's a security station to sabotage or a group of guards they can subdue before they become a problem, or even a nest of distressingly large spiders.]
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More people?
[She's hoping for the sake of any hypothetical prisoners that the answer is no, that it's a security station to sabotage or a group of guards they can subdue before they become a problem, or even a nest of distressingly large spiders.]